Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
"I'll take your word for it." Morgan said with a half-breathed laugh, raising one eyebrow as he nipped at her thumb (though she was unable to keep up this expression in her current state, soon closing her eyes and parting her lips again as his hands worked on her body). She did not see much of an appeal in pain for herself, but she was more than willing to give it to Neron, if that was what he wanted.
It did feel good to have him under her control.
The kiss pressed to her lips as Neron entered her with his fingers had Morgan moaning into his mouth, hands tight on his shoulders and hips eagerly rolling down onto his hand; parting from him for a just a moment, she nodded, whispered the word 'yes' (good that he asked her now, before she had the chance to think and grow embarrassed about it); once she had said the single word she grabbed his jaw and pulled him back close, fingers tight on his face, holding him in a passionate, almost aggressive, kiss.
It did feel good to have him under her control.
The kiss pressed to her lips as Neron entered her with his fingers had Morgan moaning into his mouth, hands tight on his shoulders and hips eagerly rolling down onto his hand; parting from him for a just a moment, she nodded, whispered the word 'yes' (good that he asked her now, before she had the chance to think and grow embarrassed about it); once she had said the single word she grabbed his jaw and pulled him back close, fingers tight on his face, holding him in a passionate, almost aggressive, kiss.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
